Yuri X Victor Novels & Stories

dangerous for me. There could be complications if I undergo Emitting Pheromone therapy. " Yuri replied. "What could be your complications if you undergo that kind of therapy," Yuri asked seriously. "I will no longer be marked Alpha and my mate will not accept me if we meet. And the last one is, I will have a hard time with my pregnancy. And there are high possibilities that the life of the child in my womb will be risky" Yuri said sadly to Ciel. Ciel, on the other hand, still can't believe that it will have a big impact if Yuri separates from Sebastian. "So what's your plan?" Ciel asked. Yuri just shrugged in response to her brother. "I hope that one day Sebastian will love you too," Ciel s

Tamayo had been fretting over not having an excuse to beat Yuri up, but here was his chance. “Haha, you’re asking for this!” Tamayo laughed and swung his fist at Yuri. Yuri had a grim look on his face. He felt resentful, so there was no way he would back down now. Their fists collided with a bam, and Yuri kept retreating as he felt Tamayo’s level—he was a mature energy fighter! Tamayo took a slight step back as well, widening his eyes at Yuri’s inner energy strength.

Victor was obsessed with being called a man recently. When he heard that word, he puffed his small chest, clenched his fists, and promised, "I'm a man! I'll protect Zoey!" Zoey was an obedient girl. She climbed down from Vincent's body, but her lips were curled. She glared with her eyes wide open as she showed her dissatisfaction. Seeing how the three children interacted, Yuliana's heart skipped a beat. Her body suddenly returned to normal, and she could move freely again.

Slap! A tight slap resounded all over the hallway as if the design was there to amplify all kinds of sounds. Gryphon was so busy sizing up the males of Monarch that he didn’t realize the woman was the boldest among them. He should have known that the more venomous snakes struck faster. When he heard the slap, he quickly looked down and saw how Andrea shielded her face with her bag. He pulled Andrea toward his chest and used his hand to cover her face from malicious photos and more attacks from the other woman.

Unlike Isak, the man Victor was well built like a Lycan but his pointed ears and eyes of a mixture of blue and silver color told a completely different story. 'What was he?' Vladimir thought to himself. 'Possibly a Hybrid like Isak? But from which fractions?' “Maybe he is into cute and soft lads like you." Victor teased. "I'm not a lad!" Isak bit out, narrowing his eyes at his companion. "Sure you are not." When Isak gave him a warning look Victor raised his hands to show that he meant no harm. The shiny bracelet around Victor’s wrist with the two words ‘Cold Bitch’ dangling from it caught Vladimir's eyes.

Victor tapped the steering wheel once, a patient rhythm. “You sure about this, kid?” Victor asked, voice low and smooth like aged bourbon. “Some things cannot be undone.” Ryan swallowed. His hands were steady, but his stomach twisted. “You’ve never asked me for anything I couldn’t give. Not really. You want her for a night. I’ll make it happen.” Victor turned his head, gray eyes sharp under thick brows. At forty-eight, he looked carved from something harder than most men. Broad shoulders filled his tailored shirt, and the faint scar along his jaw only added to the dangerous appeal women seemed to lose their minds over.

He exerted immense effort to reach this point. Unsure of Gena’s desires, he suspected her confusion and rebellion. Her mindset mirrored that of a child seeking undefined fun, oblivious to its nature or consequences. Yuri found it challenging to enjoy her presence, but he derived pleasure from pushing her to the point of fear. He loved hearing her pain, but to hear her beg for more, as if he gave her the greatest pleasure. Yuri remained uncertain whether it aroused him or repulsed him, the most intense reaction he had ever experienced.

Eric laid down flat the second his eyes met with mine. “How dare you Yuri!” I screamed out, as my voices echoed all through the room. He had his hands on his forehead with blood trickling down from it. Denver stood right next to him with a piece of broken chair in his hands. How did Yuri possibly think he could defeat an ex cop all by himself with some pistol. “I knew it, I knew you guys were working together!” Yuri said as he pointed his guns towards us, moving a few steps backwards.

I turned away and tugged my cami down on the pretext of scratching my waist. "Mo" I heard his voice right behind me and I felt my cheeks turning warm. I turned slowly, making sure my face looked nonchalant. ****** A/N Hi Readers My story is about teenage love and classic tale of opposites attract. Misha is a shy, down to earth girl, who is hopelessly in love with her childhood bestie and neighbour Victor, but has no courage to express her love. Victor is too arrogant and teases Misha to no end, and seems oblivious to her feelings. Him being such a hottie and popular among girls makes Misha even more insecure.

“She is my woman. She belongs to me.” Sergi’s lips tightened. “She is my granddaughter. You will respect her position.” Misha stood up as well. But before he could say anything, Raven stepped back and went to stand by Yuri. “I am his woman,” she told both Sergi and Misha. “I desire the chance to know both of you but please don’t make me choose between you and Yuri.” “Yuri is Bratva. He will do as he is told,” Sergi warned her.